Qin Mu looked at Qin Yi with a smile, "Ning Tian asked me to tell you he's waiting for you to return to Earth."
Qin Yi felt a tingling in his scalp.
"Old Qin, you're really ditching me here."
Qin Mu grinned, "I admire Qin for your skills in gossiping, but since you're bold enough to talk, you must bear the consequences."
"Cut it out, as if I'm afraid of him." Qin Yi raised his head defiantly, a look of disdain on his face, whether your head's out there or tucked in, it's all the same; he's not scared of a chicken feather.
Besides, at most, he'd just never go to the secret realm again; Ning Tian couldn't possibly come looking for him.
"Old Qin, it's been so long, why hasn't your clone set off yet?" Qin Yi asked. Actually, it's just a strand of divine thought, but Qin Yi habitually calls it a clone.
Qin Mu lazily replied, "Why hurry? It'll be a day's time anyway to get there."
